His Domineering Lover
Chapter 426

Maybe that was human nature. Pity the weak, hate the arrogant.

Tracey's heartfelt sympathy went out to Adela. At first, she wanted Adela to let go of Carmen, but now she changed her mind.

Just because Renee didn't want to lose her mother didn't mean Carmen deserved to be forgiven.

"It's fine. I can understand. We are both victims. It's not surprising that you wanted to take revenge on her." Adela did have changed a lot.

"Aunt Lin, that means a lot to me." Tracey felt relieved.

"In fact, I want to thank you. I was so hell-bent on keeping my marriage together.

"I didn't know until now that force wasn't the only answer. Like the song says, let it go." Adela looked out of the window.

Tracey understood what she meant. Edgar had missed the love of his life.

It was all because of Ruth. Now even Tracey didn't know what was right and what was wrong in this world.

"Aunt Lin, have a good rest. It's getting late and we should get going. See you."

"Thank you for being here. Bye." Adela smiled slightly.

"Miss Xia, take care." Clara walked them to the door. In the end, Tracey didn't mention anything about Carmen.

Everyone had his own destiny. This was probably what Carmen deserved.

Tracey and Adam left, walked out of the ward, and saw Carl coming over with gauze and potion.

"Are you leaving?" Carl stopped. He felt that the distance between him and Tracey was getting farther.

After that incident, he was too embarrassed to even greet her.

"Yes. We're just here to visit Auntie Lin. Carl, I think Clara is a good match for you. Don't let her down." Tracey reminded him.

People are always like this. When you have something, you don't appreciate it.

You won't know how good it is until you lose it. But regret doesn't always work.

When the connection is over, it's over. That was what Tracey learned after all she'd been through.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.

Carl was probably in a very confused state. He thought he liked Tracey, so he had been ignoring the smiling flower around him.

He had feelings for Clara, judging by how nervous he was when her finger was hurt. It was just that he didn't realize it.

Maybe his feelings for her weren't love, but she was definitely important to him.

They couldn't be more perfectly matched, like they were meant to be together.

Tracey and Adam left. Carl looked at their backs. He wanted to tell Tracey that the only one he liked was her.

"Why are you doing here?" Clara stuck her head out and saw Carl, who was standing silently in the corridor. He seemed to be stunned, and she didn't know what he was thinking. "Nothing. How is your finger?" Carl came to his senses.

"See? I'm fine." Clara waved her hand in front of him.

"Idiot, it's still bleeding! I've never seen anyone dumber than you."

"Oops, I thought it had stopped. I guess I need your help." Clara stuck out her tongue and smiled.

Just now when they were in the ward, he took her finger in his mouth without thinking. She wanted him to do it again.

"It's dirty." He was a little shy. However, Clara was a straightforward person. She would never stop until she reached her goal.

"But you did this just now! I don't care. I'm bleeding. I want you to stop it." Clara acted like a spoiled child.

"No."

"No?" Clara directly pulled up his shirt.

"Let go." Carl frowned. Why was this woman such a rebel? She had to go against him, didn't she?

Clara snorted. "No, unless you suck my finger like before... hmm..."

Carl thought this annoying woman was so chatty that he simply gagged her.

Although she was keeping her, in fact, he never touched her except the first night he met her. She had been seducing him, but he acted as if he were gay.

It should be their first sober kiss. His lips were a little cold, but they were soft.

She was drunk the night she slept with him, and he was drugged. Both of them didn't know what they were doing.

But at this moment, both of them were clear. Clara knew that this kiss was not about love. Maybe he was just trying to shut her up.

Even so, her heart missed a beat. She gently stood on tiptoe, wrapped her hands around his neck, stuck out her tongue to kiss him back.

It was the first time Carl had kissed a woman, except for that night. Actually, he didn't remember much about that night, only that he felt extremely good.

He kissed her to silence her. But as the kiss went on, he got a little lost.

His heart was thumping wildly and his chest seemed to be burning. He pushed her away in a hurry.

"Bandage it yourself." He threw the potion and gauze to her and was ready to leave, but Clara grabbed his sleeve.

"I-1 can't. I'm too clumsy. I may hurt myself again." She blinked her innocent big eyes.

"What a fool." Carl was a little helpless. "Come here." He pulled her to the room and bandaged her finger.

"Be careful in the future. What if you hurt your face?" Carl muttered. Clara gave a gentle

smile. This man was so sweet.

"Okay, I will." She looked at him with a twinkle in the eye.

Adela was looking at them kindly. Life was good, wasn't it?